Lin Xiaoxiao saw them on the street, she was wearing a white cloth, her red and swollen eyes were caused by crying, she may not have slept all night, the saddest and sadest among these people should be him, after all, she has always been the aunt's favorite and favorite person.

She walked in front of Ning Jing with no trace of kindness in her expression, and said to her viciously: "You are not welcome here, Auntie didn't like you when she was alive, and now that she is gone, please don't come to disturb her, although she is gone, Han Chen and I will still get engaged, this is her wish." ”

I used to think that she was arrogant and unreasonable, pampered, but I never found out that she was really superficial, and all she was thinking about at this time was just herself.

"Lin Xiaoxiao, don't go too far. Xia Qing was especially upset for Tranquility, and the sound of the quarrel alarmed many people, and of course it also alarmed Han Chen.

He quickly walked over, looked at the embarrassed tranquility, and then looked at the domineering Lin Xiaoxiao, as well as the crowd at home who were holding funerals, in order to calm this unnecessary war, and to protect tranquility would not be too ugly, he did not hesitate to choose to stand on Lin Xiaoxiao's side.

"Go back! My mother may not want to see you, Xiaoxiao and I are already engaged, and we will get married when we come back from graduation, Xiaoxiao she doesn't like you, and we will use it in the future. Han Chen's words pierced her heart deeply like a sharp knife.

She didn't cry or make trouble, she simply said two words, "Take care!"

"Han Chen, you're still not human?"

"Han Chen, are you too disappointing?"

"Do you know that she walked back from Tongzi, walked for a day and a night, a day and a night, didn't eat well, didn't sleep, what was she for?"

"Xia Qing!" Xia Qing, who was speaking, was stopped by her call.

"There is no need to explain so much, what I do is my own will, it has nothing to do with him, now here, I am a superfluous person, I am coming back by car, do you want to go with me?" As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jiajia and Xia Qing followed her steps without hesitation.

"Wait a minute!" Han Chen suddenly called.

She stopped, smiled back, and asked happily, "Is there anything else?"

"You ......" Han Chen suddenly paused again.

"Jingjing" Suddenly a familiar voice came to her ears, she looked in the direction of the sound, it turned out to be her father, she suddenly realized that what happened last night, her father must have known, and his father was such a good classmate, she should have guessed that her father would come here.

Looking at her father's coming, she was like a wronged child, lying tightly in her father's arms, it turned out that the warmest place in the world was in her father's arms, and the most trustworthy shoulder was her father's shoulder.

She just whispered to her father, "I want to go home."

How could her father, who watched her grow up since she was a child, not understand her heart, and the one who can best understand her mood at this moment may be her father.

Dad didn't say anything, turned around and called the Chang'an car in the village, and got on the car home.

Xia Qing and Lin Jiajia also followed her, leaving Han Bin standing alone on the street stunned, because he knew, and only he understood, that Han Chen was trying to protect her, which must not have been his intention, in fact, when he said those words, his heart must be dripping blood.

Watching the car disappear into the distant street, Han Bin patted him on the shoulder, although he didn't say anything, he knew that he understood him.

"Can you give me something to eat?" I feel as if I haven't eaten oil for a long time, and my whole body is weak," Han Bin said to him.

"Let's go, go inside and eat. Han Chen pinched the backpack off his shoulder.

Han Bin walked towards the spiritual position in the room, bowed three times seriously, and someone handed him a white cloth for the funeral, which he held and tied on his shoulder, and at the moment he got up, he sighed deeply.

The dead in the town are not cremated, and the body is parked at home for three days, and a day will be chosen to be buried.

Han Bin walked towards the coffin, he looked at the dead aunt, it turned out that his appearance had not changed, he was the same as before his death, with a peaceful look on his face, at this moment, he thought, maybe she left without any regrets, after all, Han Chen had already followed her wish and chose to be with Lin Xiaoxiao.

Han Bin, who had eaten two bowls of rice, was already full of food and drink, Lin Xiaoxiao had already gone to work, and now only he and Han Chen were left.

Looking at him who was emaciated, it seemed that there was a pile of bones left, there was no flesh on his face, black and blue, the original youth had already given this distant time, and he suddenly sighed how beautiful it would be if life was only as it was first seen.

"Don't mind Xia Qing's words, she's actually a little..."Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Han Chen.

"I know that she is upset for Tranquility, and with them by her side, I am more at ease, but if she is alone, I will not be at ease!" Han Chen said casually.

"Come on, hold on, since winter is coming, spring will not be far away. Han Bin said.

"Do you know? In the past few months, I have thought of countless pictures of seeing her again, and I have a lot of things to say to her, but today, I called her so embarrassed and so tired, what did I say to her?" Han Chen, who spoke, seemed to be in the atmosphere himself, helpless and helpless, sandwiching himself in the middle, and there was no stalemate inside and out.

In fact, in the scene just now, he had an incomparable urge to hug her and tell her, to tell her what he missed and missed her in the past few months, to warm her frozen hands, and to wipe away the tears that had not fallen from the corners of her eyes.

He still wanted to tell her that she was still the one who could share the bitterness with him, the one who stood at the top to share the glory, the one who knew that he would come in a hurry whenever something happened, the one who wanted to share all his thoughts with her.

Thinking about it, he cried, and when the tears reached the corners of his mouth, he realized that he was crying, but the person next to him who handed the tissue was not her.

Once when he was crying, she would hand him tissues, rub his hair vigorously, gently comfort him, make a funny grimace, and say to him in a mocking tone: "Man, how will you protect me in the future when you cry like this?"

The more people grow up, the more lonely they become, the more complicated they become, and now we can easily hurt a person, or we can easily deceive a person, but we can no longer win a person's heart at the cost of a lollipop.

This may be the progress of society, the change of the times, so that we have to change and complicate in this materialistic society.